Lyrics:
it where the weed at?
And this flight attendant got the fattest ass
You know I need that
Now these bitches say they love me
But they're just
to do'
Well I'm curious by nature
It's clear that Paul's a stranger to Chris
And that day was the 15th
The PS said to meet at The Pits
A quiet spot
Where
chest
That I need to say
Always prideful never spiteful
Dull- but it's okay
I'm so Levi, so Leon, so Frank Sinatra
Be my Ada, my Ava, sing your sonata
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
the cause
Get a boy down and I'm getting in Ps
I love dripping in sauce
One day, I'm doing up trap
Then I'm doing up stage, still giving 'em raw
Fresh
Back to the wall
We let go and I slipped off
Time I looked back you already zipped off
But the signs of your love still remain
And your heart's still
Dear, I thought I drop a line
The weather is cool
The fooks are fine
I'm in bed each night at nine
PS I love you
Yesterday we had some rain
Square Got 30 bands up In my pocket, said it's not fair
I told my man, no don't you pop it, No, not right here I love your Body, baby, rubbin' all through
never judge me by the optics
Just judge me by the profit
And I'm a prophet, that's the prophecy
What you doing?
She be toppin' me
Back at the hahaaa
This
two young lovers looking for a nice life
As long as your with me babe, love is what I'll provide
I don't want you to cry
No, I don't want you to cry
know what your name is
Us man we don't rate on the gs
Chasing the ps yeah I'm grating the cheese
Ha ha haaa you man cant be me
When I rap and I'm doing
and Katanas, fresh batch of Berny-hana
I'm thinkin' in the sauna and playin' Frank Sinatra (yeah)
Before we sit down, you gon' have to make an offer (make
wasn't chasing skirts
Now I'm the kinky Mr Clean
Lyrics PG-13
Now I sing like Frank Sinatra off of methamphetamines
I'm going crazy in the club
Hard
(Mercer/Jenkins)
Dear, I thought I'd drop a line
The weather's cool, the folks are fine
I'm in bed each night at nine
P.S. I love you
Yesterday
to pick myself up anytime that I fell
I wasn't buying that I had to do it their way, no matter how they would sell
Imma be Frank Sinatra
Imma do things
on your own
Ain't nobody fuckin' with me, you can tell by the tone
Gotta lotta women waitin' by they phone all alone
But I'm here for ya
When I get
certified
If needed we ran in your property
I need some space I hate when they be in my face
The love that you showing be fake
I just beat a case ain't no
p.m.
I was working the holiday watch out of homicide with Frank.
"Hang up your stocking yet, Joe?"
"Yeah, just before I come down. You too Frank
I'll call you my boo
I can't contain it so amazing this love is what I pursue
Fuck the fear I'm smiling ear to ear
I got a blunt in my right hand
(Love you)
Got these women saying (I'll take of care of you)
And your momma saying (Love you)
Picture Frank Sinatra fucking cocking a tool
When I leave
and dot my I's
Better say hello, don't you dare say goodbye
I'll write sincerely yours and sign my name
P.S. I love you forever and today
Two weeks go by
droppin the rhythm
And I got the whole Legit Ballers family up in hea nigga
A yo Beanie Franks
You the early bird of this muthafucka
GUNNIN!!
[Beanie
Dear, I thought I drop a line
The weather is cool
The fools are fine
I'm in bed each night at nine
P.s. I love you
Yesterday we had some rain
table
And let me see, I guess that's all
Nothing else for me to say
And so I'll close but, by the way
Everybody's thinking of you
(P.S. I love you
.jpg/228px-Frank_Sinatra_(1957_studio_portrait_close-up).jpg "Frank Sinatra")
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